Way of the Wicked - the Fall of Andoran (Inactive)

Game Master increddibelly

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Hearing somebody shuffling about above her, Cala quickly looks up and scans the stairwell. Waving her right hand towards herself, Cala motions for Aereth and Talon to approach her while using her left hand to point upwards.

In voice loud enough that they can hear her, but not yelling, Cala speaks urgently "It's the Warden, above us. Careful, he's clearly a capable magician."

While waiting for Aereth and Talon, Calawhen reloads her crossbow.

Cala will delay until either or both Talon and Aereth go ahead of her. Her defense is far to lousy to be the first up the stairs.

Hearing Caladwhen's words, Aerent quickly heads upstairs!

Double move, heading up the stairs as far as he can go.

INI / actions
Aerent: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23 (moving 2x)
Caladwhen: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (19) + 0 = 19 (delay; move behind a friendly ASAP)
Sindran: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14 (having fun)
Arryn: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13 (assume move with Aerent?)
unseen opponent: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Talon: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8 (assume move with Aerent?)

Arryn? Talon? I've got a time window to post in +/- 3 hours. I'll assume something useful for you, if you haven't posted yet.

Yes I'm moving with Aerent, also I'm going to prepare my move to counterspell if i can

I'm going to prepare my move to counterspell if i can

counterspell, that's cool! I don't use that enough. However, the other guy is quite a way removed from you, so I'll allow you to move to the point where the balcony meets the stairs, but not onto the stairs; this way you can look up and hopefully see your opponent and identify his spell. Moving onto the stairs would require a 2nd move action and stop you from counterspelling, and that would suck.

Mathias Richter thinks to himself: Hmm, it would seem that the necromancer and the unholy fighter are attempting to pass each other on the stairs. Yeesss, It would be quite prudent to act upon this promising opportunity.

At the exact moment Caladwhen and Aerent are passing eachother on the stairs, you all hear "Globus Ignatus!" from the floor directly above. They quickly turn their faces, just in time to see a great ball of fire roll towards the stairwell at great speed!

I'd like the spell to target the square both Caladwhen and Aerent are in, while Aerent is moving. I don't think this is even remotely appropriate according to the rules, but I think it's more spectacular i.e. fun this way. Hope you don't mind me breaking the rules in my favor, but let me promise you this: if it goes bad because I broke it, I'll fix it.

Aerent, Caladwhen, would you please roll a reflex save vs DC17?

Reflex save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Spellcraft1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Talon frowns I don't recognize that spell he tries to make his way up as quickly as possible

Reflex save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

That is going to sting a bit, I'm afraid. More later, after Cala rolls.

What is everone else doing on their turn?

Sindran continues laughing like the Joker.

Reflex: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Well, with 6 HP, this could be ugly. My only thought IB is that Cala is delayed... assuming she has line of sight she could take her action and fire at him before he gets his spell off, forcing a concentration check at the very least? I'm also wondering why he gets an interrupt action when he's lower than Cala and Aerent on the initiative. Not trying to 'rules lawyer' this, just trying to save Cala from baking lol

fair enough, fire away. concentration check:1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
Also, since you both failed the reflex quite miserably, you two should probably look at the GM notes above now...I won't let that happen though, I promised to fix it ;)

As they look at the incoming ball of fire in fear, Aerent and Caldwhen bump into eachother as they try to get away from the danger. The fireball catches up with them though, and as the spungy substance bumps into them, both wriggle in pain as their skin burns quite badly. Luckily, the ball doesn't hit either of them full on, or this could've been much worse.
Caladwhen damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Aerent damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

It was worth a shot, no pun intended...

Attack roll: 1d20 ⇒ 15

Damage if applicable: 1d8 ⇒ 8

Hold up, that's a great damage roll. If it hits, that might be enough to make him screw up? No wait, scrap that... it's still shy. Damn his good roll!

Though successful at getting the shot off, concentrating on her aim caused Cala to be a bit slow to react to the ball of fire that fell between Aerent and herself.

Upon feeling the scorching flames, Cala cries out in anguish and does her best to move out of sight from the Warden. Gripping her burnt arm, she looks directly to Talon as he makes his way past her. In her eyes, tears of pain and hostility replaces her normally cool repose. In a panting voice as she tries to catch her breath, Cala speaks in the infernal tongue:

Talon howls a war cry and charges him, launching a ferocious assault and keeping up a battery of blows, hoping not only to defeat him but also to badly disrupt his concentration. If he can he tries to push him back towards a wall

Charge Attack1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 4 + 2 = 21
Damage1d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

I'm confused - the wizard interrupted Aerent's action, then Caladwhen went, then the wizard cast his spell. So does Aerent get to continue his action and make it to the top of the stairs? And where is the wizard standing? Do we see him?

Talon, there's a great ball of fire on the stairs in front of you - acrobatics DC10: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12...but that does not appear to be a problem for you, so never mind!

Cala's brave shot digs deep into the right arm of the wizard, nearly breaking his spell. Yet, somehow, he manages. He starts bleeding like a stuck pig, though.
And then, suddenly Talon is there; He jumps between the two burning villains, over the fireball, and ferociously strikes at the wizard. It's quite impressive the warden can remain standing after the magus' barrage.

Aerent, I agree, it's become a little messy. This sort of improvisation doesn't seem to work as well in a PbP as it does on tabletop :) Your move may end at the top of the stairs, if you so desire. I'll describe the room (22) in a minute.

that's a long minute. work work, dabuh!
22. Richter’s Library
This is the warden’s pride and joy – Against every bit of wall of this circular room, a bookcase is placed. Each case holds a collection of books and scrolls across a wide range of subjects.

The floor consists of large slabs of solid stone, and there's a single comfortable chair near a lantern in the northeast corner.
Dimensions are the same as the floor below, except the ceiling isn't so high.
The spiral staircase in the center goes up another floor.

The warden stands 15ft south of the spiral staircase.

Aerent channels his inner anger and charges at the warden, attempting to slay the man where he stands!

Attack, charge, smite good: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 2 + 4 = 16
Damage, smite good: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10

With a mighty strike, Aerent decapitates the wizard. As it tumbles across the library floor, the Warden's face is locked in anguish for all eternity.

...*dingg*! Congratulations everyone on reaching level 2!

Cala, before I anything else; there are a few abbreviated volumes of the "Encyclopediae Arcanae" on the shelves - I'm sure you'll find one that has an interesting selection of spells for you.
Talon, your own spellbook is not here, though.

the library:
The most common items in the library are the “penny dreadfuls”. These poorly printed compilations of lurid tales range across the whole gamut of adventure genres. However, the one genre over-represented is bawdy tales featuring amply endowed young maidens in grave peril.
This collection is of no real value.
In the more scholarly section, there are fifty five books on subjects ranging from magical theory, history and astronomy. Most of these are common books and tomes worth an average of 3 gp and each weighing a
pound.

However, some of them are very valuable:

assuming you take a look upstairs, while you're here:
(23) The spiral staircase up ends here at this stone landing. The stairway once continued up to the roof of this tower but now the roof is closed
off. This chamber is lit by a single torch on a sconce. To the north is a door bearing a plaque that reads
“Office” (it opens to room 24). The southern door has a similar plaque
that reads “Private: Keep Out!” (it connects to room 25). It is otherwise empty.

(24) Warden’s Office
This is the Warden’s office. Tastefully adorned in hard wood, the office is dominated by a massive oak desk.
The desk has one locked drawer (secured with an average lock; DC 25).

(25) Warden’s Private Chambers
This is the warden’s well-appointed private bed chambers. There is a fine four poster bed, a full length mirror and an oaken wardrobe. Though the furniture here is of high quality, there is no easy way to get it out. More portable is the Warden’s wardrobe including no less than five noble outfits (worth 375 gp in total). This collection of noble finery is mostly elegant silk robes and could fit most anyone.

Loot on Mathias richer, identify with appraise DC20/spellcraft DC17

Knowledge(Arcana)1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Pulling down the Encyclopedia, he beckens Caladwhen over "Look at this, quite the collection eh?" he opens it up and begins flipping through the pages

Magus lv2, time to be a combat god lol

Knowledge(Arcana)1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Pulling down the Encyclopedia, he beckens Caladwhen over "Look at this, quite the collection eh?" he opens it up and begins flipping through the pages. While they are delving into the world of magic, Talon shows Caladwhen his own spells for her to use

Magus lv2, time to be a combat god lol

Talon's voice echoes across the stone building ;)

Potions, Scrolls, Ring and Stone Spellcraft DC 17

Potion: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30
Scroll 1: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26
Scroll 2: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28
Scroll 3: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15
Ring: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28
Stone: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32

Knowledge Arcana DC15: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Geography Appraise DC20: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
Nature Appraise DC20: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Though still in pain from her brush with death, Caladwhen winces and heads up the flight of stairs. Happy to see the Warden's head no longer attached to his body when she reaches the top, a slight grin of satisfaction appears on her face.

"Good work gentlemen."

Moving alongside Talon, Caladwhen observes the book he is flipping through and nods "Indeed, though it's ours now. Nevertheless, the Warden was in possession of an impressive Library, save for all the bawdy tales." Giving her eyes a roll, Cala muses with Talon "He was a dirty little man as it turns out."

Slithering down the isle whiles running her index finger along the volumes, Caladwhen stops and pulls a book off the shelf, reading the title aloud "The Travels of Titus the Mendicant. Some of these books have value. This one is worth at least 100g."

Finally making her way into the Warden's quarters, Cala quickly looks over his possessions, identifying all but one of the scrolls. "It's illusion magic of some kind, which I never favored."

Is the dagger magical?

Is the dagger magical?

not even slightly. BTW, how appropriate that you missed the identification roll for your opposition school :) that's pure poetry right there ;)

Spellcraft1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

"You have a good eye, I missed that"

Talon takes a moment to look at the scroll only to react much the same as Caladwhen "I agree, never cared much for illusions." However, he tucks the scroll away anyways "Lets see if we can get it identified, if nothing else it will be worth something"

Talon approaches the desk then realizes it's locked. Frowning, he puts on hand on the desk then attempts to rip the drawer out

Str1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

Heh, nice solution to the locked drawer :) your roll is a little on the low side to allow it, though. However, you do get the impression that the drawer wouldn't last for much more than about a minute, if you were so motivated to apply sufficient violence to either desk or drawer.

We're out of initiative, and the time is 01:05 AM. With all the commotion, and a few minutes spent looting, you have no idea if the guards are still drinking, playing poker, or stumbling across the courtyard towards their lifeless bunkmates in the barracks.

whats in the other spellbook?

curious, eh?

so, would you like to go forward with the original plan; i.e. move across the battlements to the poker game, murderize the lot, and leave around 3AM?

Yes I believe we're continuing with that plan. BTW I add 8 to spellcraft so I think I got that one lol

Talon leafs through the spellbook, then motions Caladwhen over "Not now, but we can copy and use some of these later. A few of these spells are beyond what I know, but with time I can decipher them" he puts the book away and takes a final look around the room "As long as Sindran doesn't think it's too funny I believe we should be getting to killing the other guards"

"Oh, I think it's hilarious," Sindran says, appearing from behind them. He's lugging around his picnic basket where it seems he's placed the disembodied head of the warden (thankfully well away from any of the food). "Don't you think?" He looks at the warden's head.

He hasn't bothered looking at anything, feeling too restless to sit still and browse. The half-orc catches sight of himself in the full-length mirror and adjusts his clothing, trying to make himself look more presentable.

Hey, how much HP does Caladwhen and Aerent currently have and how bad do they look? Sindran needs his meatewalls!

I add 8 to spellcraft so I think I got that one lol

exactly - those with spellcraft just know - anyone else hasn't got a chance ;)

Hey, how much HP does Caladwhen and Aerent currently have and how bad do they look?

those injured gain their level 2 hit points. You're not automatically at maximum. And, I don't know about Aerent, but Cala doesn't look bad at all...mmhm-hmmm!

From below, you hear an Ogre's attempt at whispering. It's actually pretty clever of the fellow, but the effort goes pretty much wasted due to his total incapacity of any sort of subtlety whatsoever.

"ERR...LITTLE GREEN MAN?," he whisper-yells from below; presumably at Sindran, who can only be considered little when compared to say a tree or a house, "THERE ARE 2 MANS OUTSIDE AT GATE"

poor Ron, even the Ogre has one up on him.

Talon arcs an eyebrow at the head "Ive taken trophies from my kills before, but I've never taken the entire head unless I plan on eating it" he shrugs.

"Apparently that's whispering, we better get on the move again"

Talon draws his scimitar and heads down

Hahaha. Well, I'm sure Aerent can rock the guard look with those Ugg boots.

"Thank you, Grumblejack!" Sindran whisper-yells back. "I'll be down in a moment!"

"Oh, I'm not planning on eating it. I just wanted to give back a little for all the laughs he shared." He takes out a full pack of matches from his basket, striking a stick to test the batch. "Speaking of which, if you've all gotten everything you wanted, I'll be setting fire to his tower now."

Leafing through the books, Calawhen nods upon overhearing Jack's "whispering". "We've lingered too long here, we'll have to take what we can and go."

We'll take the magical loot, and a couple of the valuable books. Sindran can burn the rest. As far as Cala goes Sindran, she is at HP 5/10, so could stand some attention.

I'm assuming everyone has taken what they want from the tower.
While you wait for everyone to finish their business inside the warden's tower, you linger for a couple of seconds on the battlements; just to watch the sea crash into the sharp rocks some 100 ft below, to listen to the gulls, to taste the salty air - ah, freedom...Not much longer, now.

Then, a dull 'whoooff' sound tells you that Sindran's task is complete. As you look up to see that the prison tower has been converted into a lighthouse proper, you feel this country has not improved from the revolution, now decades ago, when the self-righteous Sarenraeans took charge.
They allowed only those with the 'correct' religion to take up positions of command. And look what that decision got them : these days, incompetence, greed and stupidity rule. What's worse, the inquisition became too powerful, to the point where a Sarenraean inquisitor could hunt and judge just about anyone, simply because they objected to having a d in the day.

This is wrong.
besides, there's only one right religion. Hail Asmodeus.

You see two semi-sober guards stumbling in front of the gatehouse.
G1 : "da was zzome game tonight, eh?"
G2 : "hehehehic very mudge so, ollld chap"
G1 : "couldyou believe Ronnie actually thought he wazz winninning that last hand?"
G2 : "yeah the look on his face - everyone knows he can't count over ten! daft geezer..."

let's see if they notice the newly installed lighthouse.
perception: 1d20 - 6 ⇒ (10) - 6 = 4
perception: 1d20 - 6 ⇒ (3) - 6 = -3
argh! such insufferable incompetence! There simply aren't enough in- words to describe these mooks!

The guards are standing in a corner of the north-eastern-most tower, relieving themselves from some of the night's consumptions. This means that currently their back is turned to you. It's also quite some distance away from where you're standing now.

there's no line of sight from the battlements near 21 to where the guards are taking a leak, but it's impossible to not notice their drunken blathering from anywhere near 6a.

How would you like to proceed?

Int1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Talon looks up "Doesn't a patrol normally walk that spot?"

INT 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Sindran shrugs, arriving from the tower-turned-lighthouse looking much calmer and relaxed. He's staring at the blazing fire, fixated.

"Im fairly certain, we should watch that spot" he says indicating 3c to 3b

woops, looks like I wasn't clear... I meant that normally, 2 guards patrol from 3c, all the way across the battlements, then 3b, and back all the way across the battlements, and to 3c. and forth. and back. But you know there aren't any guards left to do that - you've cleaned house. So, if you wanted, you could pretend to be the patrol, and the guards would not be surprised much if they heard a pair of footsteps on the battlements. sorry for the confusion.

ah no, that was my bad. ok, ignore my last post everyone

"We could pretend to be the guards up there and nobody would know otherwise"

"Good idea Talon" I say as I walk out of my own shadow. "We could have two guards, and I'll sneak about 20 ft. behind them. When you get close enough to fight, we pull out weapons and kill them off." I explain to the party.

Sorry, here is the map. I'll post later this evening. Sorry, the resolution is problematic, not sure why. I'm going to figure that out tomorrow.

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